Excuse me, hi, yeah, um, someone I would like you to meet (I need to brag)

OFC HAMILTON IS WORTH IT

There is no beat, no melody.

Burr. My first friend, my enemy, may be the last face I ever see

If I throw away my shot, is this how you remember me?

What if this bullet is my legacy?

Legacy.

What is a legacy?

Its planting seeds in a garden you never get to see

I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me

America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me

You let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and,

Rise up

I’m running out of time,

I’m running and my time’s up

Wise up

Eyes up

I catch a glimpse of the other side

Laurens leads a soldier’s chorus on the other side

My son is on the other side

He’s with my mother on the other side

Washington is watching from the other side

Teach me how to say goodbye

Rise up, rise up, rise up,

Eliza!

My love, take your time, I’ll see you on the other side

Raise a glass to freedom